Clinic games: How my girlfriend made me a patient
Even if my story sounds like an erotic tale, I must insist that it is completely true. Because just as presented in this story, my girlfriend has managed to seduce me as a nurse to wild clinic sex. It all started quite harmlessly...
My girlfriend Carla and I had been together for just under a year. We still lived in separate apartmentsand usually only saw each other on weekends, since we were both quite involved in our jobs. The sex with each other was great and quite fulfilling, even though I certainly would have liked a little more experimentation on Carla's part. But good.
That was complaining on a very high level. At this point I did not yet know what a seething volcano of sexual desire this woman could be. I think it was at Carnival when I casually mentioned in conversation that I found these nurses' costumes somehow erotic. I hadn't thought anything of it, but apparently this was the sign for Carla that she could now also introduce me to her world of sexual desires.
A long weekend was coming up and we had decided to spend the weekend quite relaxed in Carla's generously sized apartment and just take time for us for once. So I could still quite relaxed in the morning shower and dress up for Carla still a little. With the look in the mirror I could be quite satisfied.
For a man in his early 30s, I still looked well-toned. My blond, short-cropped hair and blue eyes still looked good on me. So I got dressed, packed my bag, and headed to Carla's. The day was rainy and so I was looking forward to a long day in which I could nibble my girlfriend in all positions.
In rainy weather Carla was for some reason especially hot for sex. But I should be wrong.
Clinic games
Carla opened the door for me. She already looked stunning and had changed into comfortable clothes. I threw my bag into the hallway and was about to pounce on her directly, but with a cheeky grin she evaded my touch.
"Wait a minute until I call you to the bedroom" she said and already disappeared behind the bedroom door.
I was completely perplexed and yet already full of anticipation. My best piece was already stretching towards the sun and was looking forward to being able to make closer acquaintance with Carla again. As if hypnotized, I stared at the door and waited for a sign. Finally the door opened with a soft clack, but did not swing open any further.
I hesitated for a moment, then walked quickly towards the bedroom and through the door. What I saw then left me speechless.
For one thing, the bedroom had changed significantly. The otherwise free space in front of the cozy bed was now occupied by a rather massive massage table. In combination with the white furniture, the entire room suddenly appeared very clean and, above all, enormously medical. But Clara immediately attracted my attention.
She was standing there, in a skin-tight nurse costume, waiting for me. Her plump breasts were almost bouncing out of the neckline and the skirt should not have been much shorter. Her otherwise wild mane was strictly combed back and hidden under a hood. I was about to walk up to her when her voice reached my ear. "Ah, Mr. Meier.
You're here for your general checkup?" I gulped. Of course, I had heard of the term clinic sex before, but I could not yet imagine it more precisely. Not trusting my voice, I just nodded. "Then please free your upper body and sit on the examination couch." Clara's voice sounded cool and businesslike.
Almost mechanically, I slipped my shirt over my head and walked with wobbly legs toward the examination couch. I had to smile. The couch was indeed stretched with the usual cellulose used by doctors. It rustled as I sat down on the couch.
Clara had meanwhile made her way behind me and now stepped in front of me. I looked surprised, because in her ears there was now a stethoscope, which she pressed firmly against my chest.
The cool metal felt uncomfortable on my skin. Clara's calm voice now came in a strict and extremely clear tone. "Deep breaths in and out please." I did as instructed and Clara now let the stethoscope wander over my entire upper body. Only when she was completely satisfied did she switch to my backside. Again, some time passed in which the stethoscope slowly wandered over my skin.
I couldn't help but somehow the game began to excite me. I clearly felt how my little friend straightened up and was happy about the attention from such a sexy doctor. I had been daydreaming and hardly noticed that Clara had stopped listening to me.
She stepped in front of me again, shining a small flashlight into my eyes, my ears, my mouth and my neck. Her whole demeanor was professional and calm. If I hadn't known better, I might have actually mistaken Clara for a doctor. Only peripherally did I catch Clara saying something to me. I looked at her questioningly.
"Please strip down to your underpants and then lie down on the couch." Her voice was still cool and almost emotionless. But damn! I was enjoying the situation more and more. I quickly slipped out of my jeans and socks. Then I hopped back on the couch and made myself comfortable. I heard the paper rustle under me and then felt Clara's fingers moving over my front.
The erection in my pants was clearly growing, but was not noticed by her. She pushed at my belly, examining almost every inch of my skin thoroughly and with time to spare. "Turn around please" I heard Clara's voice pull me out of my reverie.
I turned over as best I could and tried to move my erection halfway into a comfortable position. Again Clara's hands wandered over my body. It was arousing and relaxing at the same time. I felt her fingers slowly moving to the waistband of my boxers. "Would you please lift your pelvis for a moment?" she asked.
I did as instructed and immediately felt my underpants being pushed down and stripped off. I heard Clara's footsteps and then a new sound. It sounded like rubber gloves being slipped over delicate lady's hands. Unfortunately, Clara was standing in such a way that I could not see anything in detail. Now, however, she stepped up to my couch again. "
So Mr. Meier, then let's check whether you have a fever." This sentence shot into my ear. Before I could process it or react properly, I already felt my buttocks being spread and something cool and smooth gently but forcefully penetrating my rectum. I drew in the air and pinched my buttocks together as well as I could.
But Clara had proceeded skillfully. I felt exactly that the thermometer was already inside me. I wanted to say something or protest, then I noticed that my little friend - clearly less shocked than I - more than enjoyed this treatment. When Clara now began to gently play with the thermometer, gently tapping against it or slightly turning it, I could not escape the effect.
I almost regretted it when Clara slowly pulled the thermometer out of my bottom after a few minutes.
"Wait, I'll make you a little more comfortable" Clara's voice reached my ear again. I felt how she handled the couch and suddenly I had much more space in the area of my pleasure muscle. Apparently a hole in the couch surface, which can be closed and opened again. Very practical. I crawled slightly forward and enjoyed the lack of pressure on my erection.
Although the thin paper still stood between my member and its freedom, Clara knew how to help here too. I felt her hand, which deftly burrowed through the paper and jerked my now hard erection with deft movements. "I want you to relax especially now while I palpate your prostate" Clara now whispered to me.
The movements of her hand did not slow down and my arousal grew. What had she said? Damn. I should have been listening. Suddenly I felt a cool sensation on my bottom. Something liquid and cold was slowly running between my buttocks. Before I could react to it or even process it properly, I felt another touch.
A small and slender finger sought its way between my cheeks and spread the cool lubricant on my virgin rosette. I opened my mouth to protest, and Clara pushed her finger inside me without warning. What a feeling. So surrendered. So arousing. But then something happened that took me completely by surprise.
Without interrupting the movements on my hard cock, Clara touched a point inside me. All sexual energy converged in the center of my body. Even today I can hardly remember how long Clara played with my prostate, how intensively she massaged me and whether she took a second finger to help.
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Only when my whole abdomen contracted and my climax flung the semen out of me in great fountains and onto the floor did Clara let go of me. That was my first encounter with clinic sex, which Clara and I have enjoyed and continue to enjoy later in alternating roles and with alternating types of play.
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But even today, this first experience remains in my memory as an erotic story, which could easily outshine everything that had been there until then.
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Klinikspiele sind toll!
Ich stehe total auf Klinikspiele! Der Wahnsinn, was man da alles so machen kann. Ich bin sehr kreativ und lasse mir in der Hinsicht viel einfallen. Die Story hier ist sehr anregend und macht Lust auf mehr. Wir haben unser Schlafzimmer umgebaut und einen richtigen Gynäkologenstuhl drin zu stehen. Mal sehen, vielleicht reiche ich ja mal eine unserer privaten Geschichten dazu hier ein, falls denn Interesse besteht. :) Wenn nicht, lese ich hier einfach weiterhin still mit und erfreue mich an den Storys anderer.
Fantasie ist schöner als Realität
Ich hatte schon mal das "Vergnügen", wirklich Sex in einem Arztzimmer haben zu dürfen. Ich bin weder Ärztin, noch war ich Patientin, aber mein Mann musste eine Spermaprobe beim Urologen abgeben. So was muss dann leider vor Ort hergezaubert werden. Zur Verfügung stand uns ein Arztzimmer. Normalerweise soll der Mann da alleine rein. Aber etwas Hilfe von der Frau ist dann doch erlaubt. Also rein ins leere Arztzimmer und versucht in Stimmung zu kommen. Es gab einen Gynäkologenstuhl, den durften wir aber nicht anrühren. Uns blieb nur ne Bank und sonst nix. Kurz gesagt, in der Fantasie ist so was immer schöner, wie im wirklichen Leben.
Klinikspiele mit vielen Hilfsmitteln
Klinikspiele sind der absolute Hammer. Ich liebe es einfach! Wir haben einen Strafbock Zuhause, der auch als Gyn-Stuhl nutzbar ist. Ich glaube, den haben wir sogar hier bestellt gehabt. Allerdings sitzt nicht meine Frau auf dem Stuhl, sondern ich! Mein Frauchen trägt entsprechende Kostüme und Dessous, damit dem Rollenspiel noch etwas pepp verliehen wird. Diverse Instrumente haben wir ebenfalls reichlich. Ich liebe Behandlungen mit dem Dilator! Na ja, manchmal ist auch meine Frau die Patientin und ich einfach ein notgeiler Oberarzt!
Ich habe vor 2 Jahren was ähnlich schönes erlebt. Meine ex-Freundin spielte mal Krankenschwester und Patient.
Sie hatte dann ein Krankenschwesterköstum an, ein Schwesterhäubchen auf dem Kopf und ein Stethoskop um den Hals hängen. Wir waren im Schlafzimmer und sie sagte zu mir, dass sie eine Überraschung für mich hätte und sie gleich wieder kommen würde. 10 min später betrat sie den Raum im sexy Krankenschwester Kostüm.
Sie begrüßte mich mit "Hallo mein Privatpatient, ich geht es dir dann heute?"
Im ersten Moment war ich total buff. Dann antwortete ich, dass ich stechen in der Brust und im Unterleib habe.
Sie bat mich komplett auszuziehen und mich auf unser Bett zu legen.
Ich wurde gründlich von ihr untersucht. Das Highlight war defintiv als sie mich mit dem Stethoskop abgehört hat.
Ich liebe es von einer sexy Krankenschwester mit dem Stethoskop abgehört zu werden. Am besten war der Moment als sie das Stethoskop auf meine nackte Brust leckte.
Mein Herz raste da total schnell. Ich habe da einen totale Fetisch, wenn ich von einer sexy Krankenschwester/ sexy Ärztin abgehört werde.
Ich würde es so gerne noch mal machen, nur fehlt mir aktuell dazu die Frau. Ich bin bald 30 und Single, leider. ?
Ich träume von einem Doktorspiel als Patient einer Ärztin/Krankschwester, leider hat sich mein Wunsch dabei bisher nicht erfüllt.